"My fault," the not quite so fat one said cheerfully. "If I could only read a map. Do you know, I had it upside down! Well, I coulda died with the embarrassment. But then Berenice spotted this lovely authentic old castle right here, just the kinda thing we hoped to see. And we thought, maybe there's some nice, kind gentleman such as yourself, will put us up for the evening."
"We've got pots of money," the fattest one informed him. "So we can pay, don't worry about that. Her husband's in the restaurant business."
"Well isn't that a coincidence," Vlad grinned. "I don't suppose either of you two lovely ladies can cook?"
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